Free Dream of Me: Book 1 The Dream Makers Series by Quinn Loftis Page A

quality that she didn’t recognize as she remembered Dair’s smooth, hypnotic voice.
    “What’s that look for?” Glory asked as she pointed at Serenity’s face, nearly poking her in the eye.
    “What face?” Serenity attempted to deny what she knew Glory saw.
    “Um, the face that says somebody has rocked your world. You have after an incredible make out face.”
    “Okay, what does that even mean, and is it a real thing? And, no, I do not have after an incredible make out , face.”
    Glory clucked her tongue. “You do know where liars go when they die, right?”
    She groaned at Glory’s go-to saying anytime she refused to admit something to the older girl. “Fine,” she gave in, preparing herself for the embarrassment of having to explain that his voice had made her so content that she wanted to be wrapped in his arms and just listen to him for forever. “His voice was. . .well. . .it was like. . . it made me want to. . . I don’t know how to explain it,” she huffed after her pitiful attempt at an explanation.
    “Are you trying to say that his voice was sexy enough to cause an eargasm?”
    “Seriously?” Serenity blushed and slapped her hand over her face. After a moment spent gathering herself, she continued. “It was sexy,” Serenity agreed. “But it was more than that; it was like soothing and hypnotic and shiver-inducing all at once.”
    “Damn,” Glory said as she looked at her with wide, envious eyes.
    “What?”
    “You’re describing the after effects. The burning need now sated, and everything feels super sensitive, but in a good way. You’re still floating from the power of it, but now you can focus on the sensations because you aren’t distracted by the desire.”
    She stared at her best friend with wide eyes. “You got all that from me saying his voice was soothing, hypnotic, and shiver-inducing?”
    Glory nodded.
    “I would like to confirm that your rather descriptive explanation was true, but my V card is still firmly tucked away in my wallet so I can’t say that the feelings I felt are in any way the same as those you are describing.”
    “Okay, how about his voice made you feel as though you had just taken a couple sips of the most perfectly aged wine giving you that warm feeling that runs throughout your entire body.”
    Serenity looked at her blankly.
    “Still no?” Glory asked.
    “Not a drinker,” she said pointing to herself.
    “Well, slap a duck, honey. You’re on your own in describing his apparently amazing voice; my repertoire is tapped.”
    She snorted at her friend who had flopped back down on the bed dramatically. “I appreciate your willingness to share your expertise with me.”
    Glory gave her a thumbs up. “I knew there was a reason I let you hang out with me. Now,” she motioned with her hands to continue. “Tell me more about this Dair with the incredible voice. What did he say to you?”
    And so the story continued as Serenity told all, right down to Dair’s final whispered words, goodbye. She felt bereft after having relived it through her telling. Now that she was over the initial shock of Dair’s blunt truths, she wanted to know more about him.
    “Let me just get some clarification here, sweets,” Glory said as she turned over on her side and propped herself up on her elbow. “This Dair, immortal legend guy, with the sexy, body-throbbing-inducing voice, told you that he wanted you and you told him to go away?”
    “When you put it like that you make me sound lame,” she retorted. “I was trying to be responsible. I don’t know anything about him.”
    “Is this where I point out that you spent a week researching him, sat in a class where your teacher lectured about him, and had a dream where a creepy little girl spilled all the beans about him?” Glory looked at her pointedly.
    She threw her hands up in the air. “Again with the making me feel lame, Glory.”
    Her best friend simply shrugged as she looked at her nails. “Babe, I’m just